C45 A Trap

Lillian's Point Of view

I was in my room, packing my clothes into a travel box when I heard a knock on the door, it was Jameson.

“May I come in?”

“Sure.” I smiled and sat on the edge of the bed.

He walked further into the room and sat on the bed as well, the bag was in between us.

“Do you really have to do this, Cupcake?”

He stretched out for my hands and I held it out.

“I have to, dad